Clone Master Li Ping clearly saw that the arms torn to shreds by Yin Shangren's teeth had no blood flowing out.
They oozed black pus instead.
Within the pus, faces like tiny tentacles wailed sharply, sending chills down one's spine, yet Yin Shangren devoured them without batting an eye.
Spurt...
Yin Shangren's skin split open as if slashed by a sharp blade, and those tentacles he had swallowed squirmed out of his body again.
Only this time, all the faces had transformed into Yin Shangren's own!
Li Ping hid in a corner of this mutated space, quietly observing the changes occurring within.
On the surface, it seemed like Yin Shangren was engaging in a frenzied act of cannibalism.
In reality, it was the blending and clashing of different residual realm laws.
However, unlike in the Roaring Abyss where laws were carefully selected to be integrated into the Xuanhuang World, here...
Chaos, disorder, destruction.